"Willow"

"Not now Bones"

"Willow, look at me," Lothaire grabbed her arm, turned, and stared down at her.

"I said not now Bones. We can discuss your caveman tendencies later when I can process what happened without boiling with rage. Now, let me concentrate on making this guy sing," Willow said to his chest, still not meeting his eyes.

Lothaire frowned, not liking the fact that she is not meeting his eyes. He touched her chin tentatively with his right hand and raised her face until she met his eyes.

After looking into her troubled eyes for few minutes, he nodded and said,

"We will talk later"

"Ya ya... sure,"...